Fehmi

Qurbat

Nishant, with his natural charm and organizational skills, liaises with the venue staff, confirming seating arrangements. Together, the trio works seamlessly as a team, their collective efforts culminating in a banquet hall transformed into a vision of beauty and grandeur.

"Everything is done!" Neev exclaimed while exhaling a deep sigh of relief.

"We should also go and get ready." Ujjwal suggested. We all headed towards the lounge and dressing rooms at the venue where our outfits were already ready.

8 PM -

The guests started arriving at the venue. Neev decided to check upon Ishani while she was getting her makeup done.

As Ishani sits gracefully in front of the mirror, surrounded by a team of skilled makeup artists and hairstylists, the atmosphere is filled with a mix of excitement and tranquility. The makeup artists work with delicate precision, enhancing Ishani's natural beauty while accentuating her features to perfection. They carefully apply layers of foundation, blush, and contour, ensuring that every stroke enhances her glowing complexion.

As the final touches are applied, Ishani gazes at her reflection with awe, marveling at the transformation before her. With a radiant smile, she is ready to step into the next chapter of her life as a beautiful bride, filled with love and happiness.

I knocked at the door, anticipating one of the makeup artists to open the door for me. The door opened and I was greeted by the serene image of my sister sitting in front of the mirror, admiring her beauty.

I was filled with overwhelming emotions.It was a moment that took my breath away. Seeing my sister, radiant and resplendent in her bridal attire, I couldn't help but feel a surge of pride and joy. She looked ethereal, like a vision of pure happiness and love.

Tears welled up in my eyes, not of sadness, but of overwhelming love and admiration for the beautiful bride she had become. In that moment, I knew that no matter where life takes us, the bond between us would always remain unbreakable.

Ishani didi got off the chair and hugged me, caressing my hair and asking me to calm down. "Tu ro kyu raha hai?" Ishani didi asked.

"Kuch nahi...bass...wo aapko dekhke bachpan ka ek incident yaad aa gaya" I said, wiping off my tears.

"Main aapko bolta tha ki aap chale jaoge toh main full maze karunga aur aapka room bhi le lunga aur fir aap kahte the ki jab aap jaoge tab sabse zyada main hi rounga...Aap sahi kahte the" I said, expressing all the feelings that overwhelmed me.

"aww! koi baat nahi ! Main kaunsa zyada door jaa rahi hoon." Didi said with a smile on her face. Her smile made all my worries and fears vanish in a second. I gave her a hug, touched her feet and left the room to look for Nishant and Ujjwal who were also ready.

"Bhai samaira nahi dikhi hai abhi Tak..." I said looking around for her.

"Be patient Bhai! It's her brother's wedding, she must've been dressing up" Ujjwal said.

Saisha was walking around near the vanity where Gaurika and Samaira were still getting ready. Saisha was the first one to get ready. She then encountered Neev, Nishant and Ujjwal.

"Hello guys!" Saisha said, greeting the trio.

"Hii! ... samaira ?" Neev asked.

"Arre baba! Be patient. Wo taiyar ho rahi hai" Saisha said, ensuring Neev about Samaira's whereabouts.

Nishant was looking away, trying not to look at Saisha. As Nishant tries his best to avoid looking at Saisha, he finds himself in a difficult predicament. Despite his attempts to maintain his composure and keep his gaze averted, he can't help but steal furtive glances in her direction.